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Катюша

Michail Vasiľevič Isakovskij / Михаил Васильевич Исаковский
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INGLESE / ENGLISH [4] - La versione degli Abney Park
Purple skies remind me of Katusha,
My sweet love who is so far away.
Bright young eyes that smile at me so bravely,
As we watched the stars grow pale and grey.

On the hill I lingered with Katusha,
Lingered till the dawn came stealin' through.
Oh my love, Katusha, my Katusha,
I'll come back, yes I'll come back to you!

On the hill I lingered with Katusha,
Lingered till the dawn came stealin' through.
Oh my love, Katusha, my Katusha,
I'll come back, yes I'll come back to you!
KATYUSHA

Apple trees and pear trees were a flower, 
River mist was rising all around.
Young Katyusha went strolling by the hour 
On the steep banks o'er the rocky ground.

By the river's bank she sang a love song 
Of her hero in a distant land. 
Of the one she'd dearly loved for so long, 
Holding tight his letters in her hand. 

Oh, my song, song of a maiden's true love, 
To my dear one travel with the sun. 
To the one with whom Katyusha knew love, 
Bring my greetings to him, one by one. 

Let him know that I am true and faithful, 
Let him hear the love song that I send. 
Tell him as he defends our home that grateful, 
True Katyusha our love will defend.


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